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I am his
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Love Life He sweeps up my heart with stars in the sky,
Scatters it like diamonds in the blackest night,
Sets my place with the angels at play,
And watches me from his mothers set distance.
He is my keeper, the moon in my sky,
Watching I don’t out-step my grounds,
That I stray not from his safe guard,
That with no other mortal I be.
He doesn’t admit to his fate,
As I play he watches my like a vulture,
Those knowing eyes that see and prey,
As if I’d float away without hesitation.
He worries that I will journey away,
With another, bound by lust,
But if he’d come forward from childhood,
Then he’d realise that I am his.
